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  1. I Cry

     

    Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why.

     

    BY TUPAC SHAKUR


  2. I Cry

     

    Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why.

     

    BY TUPAC SHAKUR


  3. I Cry

     

    Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why.

     

    BY TUPAC SHAKUR


  4. I Cry

     

    Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I Cry and no one cares about why.

     

    BY TUPAC SHAKUR


  5. this happens to be my favorite song of all time....R.I.P 2PAC..WE LOVE YOU

     

    Keep Ya Head UpArtist: 2Pac

    Album: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.../Greatest Hits (cd one)

    Song: Keep Ya Head Up

     

    Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

    Verse One:

    Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice

    I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots

    I give a holler to my sisters on welfare

    Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care

    And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot

    When you come around the block brothas clown a lot

    But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up

    Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up

    And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him

    And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him

    Cause sista you don't need him

    And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em

    You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)

    When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy

    And since we all came from a woman

    Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman

    I wonder why we take from our women

    Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?

    I think it's time to kill for our women

    Time to heal our women, be real to our women

    And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

    That will hate the ladies, that make the babies

    And since a man can't make one

    He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one

    So will the real men get up

    I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

    Chorus

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Verse Two:

    Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me

    He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be

    And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough

    And though we had it rough, we always had enough

    I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules

    Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

    And I realize momma really paid the price

    She nearly gave her life, to raise me right

    And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream

    Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen

    I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

    It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent

    And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen

    I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind

    Last night my buddy lost his whole family

    It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity

    It seems tha rain'll never let up

    I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up

    You know it's funny when it rains it pours

    They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

    Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is

    it ain't no hope for tha future

    And then they wonder why we crazy

    I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby

    We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup

    And even though you're fed up

    Huh, ya got to keep your head up

    Chorus

    Verse Three:

    And uhh

    To all the ladies havin babies on they own

    I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone

    Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome

    Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em

    Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure

    And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more

    Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son

    wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'

    You can't complain you was dealt this

    hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless

    Because there's too many things for you to deal with

    Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

    While tears, is rollin down your cheeks

    Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week

    Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me

    I was given this world I didn't make it

    And now my son's getten older and older and cold

    From havin the world on his shoulders

    While the rich kids is drivin Benz

    I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends

    And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

    please... you got to keep your head up


  6. this happens to be my favorite song of all time....R.I.P 2PAC..WE LOVE YOU

     

    Keep Ya Head UpArtist: 2Pac

    Album: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.../Greatest Hits (cd one)

    Song: Keep Ya Head Up

     

    Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

    Verse One:

    Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice

    I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots

    I give a holler to my sisters on welfare

    Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care

    And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot

    When you come around the block brothas clown a lot

    But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up

    Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up

    And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him

    And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him

    Cause sista you don't need him

    And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em

    You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)

    When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy

    And since we all came from a woman

    Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman

    I wonder why we take from our women

    Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?

    I think it's time to kill for our women

    Time to heal our women, be real to our women

    And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

    That will hate the ladies, that make the babies

    And since a man can't make one

    He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one

    So will the real men get up

    I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

    Chorus

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Verse Two:

    Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me

    He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be

    And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough

    And though we had it rough, we always had enough

    I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules

    Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

    And I realize momma really paid the price

    She nearly gave her life, to raise me right

    And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream

    Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen

    I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

    It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent

    And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen

    I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind

    Last night my buddy lost his whole family

    It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity

    It seems tha rain'll never let up

    I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up

    You know it's funny when it rains it pours

    They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

    Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is

    it ain't no hope for tha future

    And then they wonder why we crazy

    I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby

    We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup

    And even though you're fed up

    Huh, ya got to keep your head up

    Chorus

    Verse Three:

    And uhh

    To all the ladies havin babies on they own

    I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone

    Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome

    Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em

    Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure

    And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more

    Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son

    wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'

    You can't complain you was dealt this

    hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless

    Because there's too many things for you to deal with

    Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

    While tears, is rollin down your cheeks

    Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week

    Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me

    I was given this world I didn't make it

    And now my son's getten older and older and cold

    From havin the world on his shoulders

    While the rich kids is drivin Benz

    I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends

    And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

    please... you got to keep your head up


  7. this happens to be my favorite song of all time....R.I.P 2PAC..WE LOVE YOU

     

    Keep Ya Head UpArtist: 2Pac

    Album: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.../Greatest Hits (cd one)

    Song: Keep Ya Head Up

     

    Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

    Verse One:

    Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice

    I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots

    I give a holler to my sisters on welfare

    Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care

    And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot

    When you come around the block brothas clown a lot

    But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up

    Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up

    And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him

    And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him

    Cause sista you don't need him

    And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em

    You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)

    When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy

    And since we all came from a woman

    Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman

    I wonder why we take from our women

    Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?

    I think it's time to kill for our women

    Time to heal our women, be real to our women

    And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

    That will hate the ladies, that make the babies

    And since a man can't make one

    He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one

    So will the real men get up

    I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

    Chorus

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Verse Two:

    Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me

    He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be

    And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough

    And though we had it rough, we always had enough

    I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules

    Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

    And I realize momma really paid the price

    She nearly gave her life, to raise me right

    And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream

    Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen

    I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

    It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent

    And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen

    I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind

    Last night my buddy lost his whole family

    It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity

    It seems tha rain'll never let up

    I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up

    You know it's funny when it rains it pours

    They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

    Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is

    it ain't no hope for tha future

    And then they wonder why we crazy

    I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby

    We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup

    And even though you're fed up

    Huh, ya got to keep your head up

    Chorus

    Verse Three:

    And uhh

    To all the ladies havin babies on they own

    I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone

    Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome

    Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em

    Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure

    And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more

    Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son

    wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'

    You can't complain you was dealt this

    hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless

    Because there's too many things for you to deal with

    Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

    While tears, is rollin down your cheeks

    Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week

    Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me

    I was given this world I didn't make it

    And now my son's getten older and older and cold

    From havin the world on his shoulders

    While the rich kids is drivin Benz

    I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends

    And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

    please... you got to keep your head up


  8. this happens to be my favorite song of all time....R.I.P 2PAC..WE LOVE YOU

     

    Keep Ya Head UpArtist: 2Pac

    Album: Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.../Greatest Hits (cd one)

    Song: Keep Ya Head Up

     

    Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne

    Verse One:

    Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice

    I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots

    I give a holler to my sisters on welfare

    Tupac cares, and don't nobody else care

    And uhh, I know they like to beat ya down a lot

    When you come around the block brothas clown a lot

    But please don't cry, dry your eyes, never let up

    Forgive but don't forget, girl keep your head up

    And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him

    And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him

    Cause sista you don't need him

    And I ain't tryin to gas ya up, I just call em how I see em

    You know it makes me unhappy (what's that)

    When brothas make babies, and leave a young mother to be a pappy

    And since we all came from a woman

    Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman

    I wonder why we take from our women

    Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?

    I think it's time to kill for our women

    Time to heal our women, be real to our women

    And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

    That will hate the ladies, that make the babies

    And since a man can't make one

    He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one

    So will the real men get up

    I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up

    Chorus

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Eeewww child things are gonna get easier

    Eeewww child things are gonna get brighter

    Verse Two:

    Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me

    He had me feelin like black was tha thing to be

    And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough

    And though we had it rough, we always had enough

    I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules

    Ran with the local crew, and had a smoke or two

    And I realize momma really paid the price

    She nearly gave her life, to raise me right

    And all I had ta give her was my pipe dream

    Of how I'd rock the mic, and make it to tha bright screen

    I'm tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

    It's hard to be legit and still pay tha rent

    And in the end it seems I'm headin for tha pen

    I try and find my friends, but they're blowin in the wind

    Last night my buddy lost his whole family

    It's gonna take the man in me to conquer this insanity

    It seems tha rain'll never let up

    I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up

    You know it's funny when it rains it pours

    They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor

    Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is

    it ain't no hope for tha future

    And then they wonder why we crazy

    I blame my mother, for turning my brother into a crack baby

    We ain't meant to survive, cause it's a setup

    And even though you're fed up

    Huh, ya got to keep your head up

    Chorus

    Verse Three:

    And uhh

    To all the ladies havin babies on they own

    I know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone

    Daddy's long gone and he left you by ya lonesome

    Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want em

    Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure

    And if you fall, stand tall and comeback for more

    Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son

    wants to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo'

    You can't complain you was dealt this

    hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless

    Because there's too many things for you to deal with

    Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless

    While tears, is rollin down your cheeks

    Ya steady hopin things don't all down this week

    Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't blame me

    I was given this world I didn't make it

    And now my son's getten older and older and cold

    From havin the world on his shoulders

    While the rich kids is drivin Benz

    I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends

    And it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but

    please... you got to keep your head up


  9. ****

    its about time dat ppl started talkin about da great legend tupac shakur

    me i love evry single thing about tupac.....this is for yall who don't kna sh*t about tupac here is ur chance to learn...

     

    Tupac Amaru Shakur

     

    DOB: June 16, 1971 - Brooklyn, NY

     

    DOD: September 13, 1996 - Las Vegas, NV

     

    Height: 5'10 Weight: 168

     

    Mother: Afeni Shakur

     

    Father: William Garland

     

    Step Father: Jeral Wayne Williams a/k/a Mutula Shakur

     

    Half Sister: Sekyiwa Shakur

     

    Half Brother: Maurice Harding (Mopreme of Thug Life)

     

    Godfather: Elmer "Geronimo" Pratt

     

    Music Groups: One Nation Emcees, Two From The Crew, Strictly Dope, Digital Underground, Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz/Outlawz

     

    Aliases: MC New York, 2Pac, Makaveli (the don)


  10. ****

    its about time dat ppl started talkin about da great legend tupac shakur

    me i love evry single thing about tupac.....this is for yall who don't kna sh*t about tupac here is ur chance to learn...

     

    Tupac Amaru Shakur

     

    DOB: June 16, 1971 - Brooklyn, NY

     

    DOD: September 13, 1996 - Las Vegas, NV

     

    Height: 5'10 Weight: 168

     

    Mother: Afeni Shakur

     

    Father: William Garland

     

    Step Father: Jeral Wayne Williams a/k/a Mutula Shakur

     

    Half Sister: Sekyiwa Shakur

     

    Half Brother: Maurice Harding (Mopreme of Thug Life)

     

    Godfather: Elmer "Geronimo" Pratt

     

    Music Groups: One Nation Emcees, Two From The Crew, Strictly Dope, Digital Underground, Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz/Outlawz

     

    Aliases: MC New York, 2Pac, Makaveli (the don)


  11. ****

    its about time dat ppl started talkin about da great legend tupac shakur

    me i love evry single thing about tupac.....this is for yall who don't kna sh*t about tupac here is ur chance to learn...

     

    Tupac Amaru Shakur

     

    DOB: June 16, 1971 - Brooklyn, NY

     

    DOD: September 13, 1996 - Las Vegas, NV

     

    Height: 5'10 Weight: 168

     

    Mother: Afeni Shakur

     

    Father: William Garland

     

    Step Father: Jeral Wayne Williams a/k/a Mutula Shakur

     

    Half Sister: Sekyiwa Shakur

     

    Half Brother: Maurice Harding (Mopreme of Thug Life)

     

    Godfather: Elmer "Geronimo" Pratt

     

    Music Groups: One Nation Emcees, Two From The Crew, Strictly Dope, Digital Underground, Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz/Outlawz

     

    Aliases: MC New York, 2Pac, Makaveli (the don)


  12. ****

    its about time dat ppl started talkin about da great legend tupac shakur

    me i love evry single thing about tupac.....this is for yall who don't kna sh*t about tupac here is ur chance to learn...

     

    Tupac Amaru Shakur

     

    DOB: June 16, 1971 - Brooklyn, NY

     

    DOD: September 13, 1996 - Las Vegas, NV

     

    Height: 5'10 Weight: 168

     

    Mother: Afeni Shakur

     

    Father: William Garland

     

    Step Father: Jeral Wayne Williams a/k/a Mutula Shakur

     

    Half Sister: Sekyiwa Shakur

     

    Half Brother: Maurice Harding (Mopreme of Thug Life)

     

    Godfather: Elmer "Geronimo" Pratt

     

    Music Groups: One Nation Emcees, Two From The Crew, Strictly Dope, Digital Underground, Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz/Outlawz

     

    Aliases: MC New York, 2Pac, Makaveli (the don)